Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“I do still think that, Daze. Okay, yes, the fight won’t end with killing the shadow, but that doesn’t mean—”
“—and then I’d have to tell you,” I finished, “that Hope’s an omega.”
Deep, profound silence fell on the other side of the bond.
“I’d have to tell you, Edric, that all the horrible experiences you’ve heard from omegas over the last couple weeks will be in her future, but for Hope, it’ll be a thousand times worse, because she’ll have something the alphas will want more than money, sex, or service.
“So you tell me, Edric? Do you think we should hang Hope’s future on the innate goodness of the people who’ve been oppressing wolves like Hope since Wolf Nation began?”
“We go with your plan,” he cut in before I finished my sentence. “No changes. No substitutions. You just tell me what you need me to do.”
I dropped my head, relief filling me even as it tinged with sadness. “Thank you.”
“No one’s gonna fuck with our daughter.” I didn’t need to hear him growling to know he was. “Not unless they want to find out what it’s like to breathe with no throat.”
“Oh no, my sweet mate. We won’t be half that easy on them.” I raised my head. “Ahh!”
I scrambled half across the bed, heart thumping through my rib cage. Badr, the bastard, just reclined against the dresser where he’d been standing there watching me for Luame knows how long.
“Will you stop fucking creeping around!”
He cocked a brow, looking like the effortlessly handsome douchebag he was. His blond hair turned dark with the damp, and messily hung around his sapphire eyes. Edric’s clothes were too big for him, so he skipped the shirt entirely and chose sweatpants that barely held to his thighs.
Slow and lethargic as she was, my wolf still revved her engine, getting ready to pounce.
“I wasn’t creeping anywhere,” Badr returned. “It’s not my fault you didn’t hear me come out. Did you know you get this horribly unattractive constipated look on your face when you’re overworking that one brain cell too hard?”
“Did you know those pants are doing nothing to hide that teeny-weeny-beany pencil dick? Yikes, I thought you were a walking, talking Ken doll for a second there.”
Badr smirked, far from insulted. “At least that’s an upgrade from a walking, talking piece of shit.”
“It would be if you weren’t both.”
I turned away from him and went to the desk, checking to see if Lucia was ready. Anything to stop me looking at Badr.
Fact was, the thin sweatpants he borrowed from Edric did give way to his package, and that beast was far from teeny-weeny. It wasn’t right that he didn’t have a stack of dimes in his pants to match his small-dick energy.
Lucia flashed onto the screen—her face coldly beautiful, and pissed. “Do you have any idea what time it is? Why are you calling me this late?”
“Drop the fake outrage. You don’t sleep.”
She sniffed. “That’s hardly the point. Manners are manners.”
“I apologize profusely.” My tone was the opposite of apologetic. “Anyway, we called to see Hope. Is she awake? Has she had her late-night feeding yet?”
“She’s awake,” Lucia said slowly, eyes narrowing. “Who is we?”
I waved Badr over. “Behave.”
The command was pointless. Badr started growling before their eyes connected, and the second they did—his orbs dipped in gold, beckoning his wolf with growing fangs and claws.
Lucia hissed at him—her eyes turning bloodred and fangs elongating to match.
“Both of you, stop it,” I snapped. “You’re hardly going to jump through the screens and attack each other, so quit posturing.”
“Why does that want to see our Hope?”
“My Hope,” I corrected, not for the first time.
“Which one is it anyway? The wet one? The mud one?”
“It’s the sun one.”
“Urgh,” she gagged.
“Watch it, leech,” Badr growled. “I know exactly where to find your fucking carcass.”
“Come by any time.” She hissed. “I dare you.”
“That won’t be necessary,” I spoke over their nonsense. “Badr’s here because he wants to see Hope’s new game.
“It’s so cute,” I gushed, grasping Badr’s arm without thinking. “The other day, when Lucia was playing peekaboo with her, she went invisible, can you believe it? Not only did her first power manifest, but she was playing with her.” I couldn’t stop smiling. “Disappearing just like Lucia ‘disappeared.’”
“Impressive that her powers are manifesting this early.” He peeled me off. “But a moon wolf turning invisible is hardly news.”
“Yes, it is. I’ve told you, Divan. I’m the only moon wolf that can turn invisible, and I can only do it on a moonless night. Hope turns invisible whenever she pleases.” I nodded at Lucia, signaling for her to turn the camera on Hope. “Not only is that news, but it’s proof. And once you get your proof, the war between us is over. You stop fighting me, and start fighting for me.”